When I was young, I thought I could define the world by dividing people into categories. But if I could write that young girl a letter now, what would I say to her? Dear Younger Me...
December should dazzle. Yet, why am I always left feeling less than? Is it possible our culture sets us parents up to fail as the year comes to an end?
Thirty-one days is a lot of days, even when you start a few days into the challenge. I find after taking a few days off to deal with some medical issues, finding all sorts of excuses not to write. I am too busy. The kids have stuff. I have laundry to do. We are out … Continue reading Finding Excuses Not to Write
When #winningatlife is the result of to much on my plate, a lesson in compassion is the only way to balance a week of failures.